Alpha's Pride
In between chew, she called to Ivy who was about to leave, “you said something about a festival?”
She paused, almost at the door, “oh yes, it will be in the night. It’s a celebration of the full moon to come.” She turned slowly, facing more of the wall than Zipporah. “You’ll enjoy it.”
“Maybe.” Zipporah didn’t think she will, she wasn’t ready to meet a tribe that hated what she stood for. It was worse now that she understood how much of turmoil she represented to them.
“Don’t worry about the pack dear, it’s in their nature to be weary but when they see there’s no threat in those sad eyes of yours, they’ll come around.”
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